Mileage. House and road .

Ok, so last week I told you that I moved and all the loading, hauling, unloading, and unpacking offered a special kind of workout, in addition to some limited mileage.

This week, sort of the same thing, but I gained a lot of ground – on the roads and in my house.

First, my heroic mom arrived the day after I moved and vowed not to leave until every box was unpacked and the contents put away. Her goal? Do whatever it takes to make it feel like a “home”. She must have drawn energy from her toes, comforting my jumbled mind by sorting, organizing, and “settling” me into my new place.   She was amazing, doing amazing “mom” things. While she was here, I only got out to run a couple of times but it made me feel like myself, which was good.

Then, this week, my mom was gone and I had the chance to take care of other “moving” things, like trying to hook up cable tv and internet.  That was a mere 6 calls to Comcast followed by a service call to the house. Those were nothing compared to the more than 1.5 hrs Lucy spent on the phone with “support” trying to hook up the Roku streaming device to our tv.  Here is Lucy, exhibiting tremendous determination and patience. (After all that, Roku never worked and we returned it…)


I didn’t bother with the kettle bell or the Body Blade for upper body work because my dad and Marcia arrived on Friday and we got to work.

Marcia took her green thumb straight to the garden. It turns out that wild violets just masquerade as pretty little flowers but are actually opportunistic weeds that put a choke hold on things that were planted on purpose. Marcia leveled a lethal effort against the violets, revealing some lovely ground cover around the shrubs.


Also, I had some serious wallpaper that needed to come down . We had three rooms to tackle and we started with the bathroom – the room where it seems the paper was put on the wall with superglue. Yep. Epic wallpaper removal adventure, but all three rooms are now paper free because my dad knows a thing or two about taking down wallpaper.


I’ve only mentioned a wee bit of all the things my family did to help me get started in my new home and I am grateful to have so many great people looking out for me. But we all worked hard and are tired!

With so much going on, I didn’t get to run every day, but when I did go, I made the most of it. First of all, I made a commitment to take a different route everyday. This worked well – not only did it mix my distances, it gave me the opportunity to learn the places around my house.  I didn’t run with my phone this week, so no good photos of the scenery, but there *was* good scenery, including coastal and farm scenes. Sweet.  I managed 3, 6, 8, 5, and then another 8 miles today. I didn’t take the time for icing and rolling out and all that stuff that I normally do, so I’m surprised that I didn’t feel too wrecked from this week’s mileage, on top of the house labor.

My vacation is over and I am back to work tomorrow. Hoping to keep mileage in the 4-6 mile range during the weekday runs with a longer one on the weekend.


Moving. Cross Training. Same thing.

I had to travel last week. On Sunday through Wednesday, I was in Newport, RI for a conference. There were a lot of good things packed into that trip – really good work with great people, including my friends Holly(left), Martha (to right of me), and Jen (far right):



In addition to lots of meetings and socializing, I managed to get in some runs near the beach


I managed a 3 miler on Monday and 4 miles on Tuesday afternoon in between work obligations. It wasn’t too hard to motivate with scenery like this from the Cliff Walk:



No running on Wednesday as I had morning meetings and then a drive back to Maine with some stops on the way.

No running Thursday morning because I was busy packing a U-Haul with this amazing bunch of friends.  Can I just say that anyone who is willing to help you move is a pretty spectacular human being. I’d like to give an extra special shout out to my daughter, Lucy, and to my friends, Janet and Ryan M.,  who committed to both ends of the move – loading *and* unloading. Go you!  Here is my amazing move-crew after we got everything off the truck and into the house.



(L to R: Lucy, Ryan R, Ryan M, Janet, Sandra, Ken)

No running Friday because I was completely wrecked from moving on Thursday.  Lest you think I’m a weakling, Janet also has confessed to feeling like she was run over by the U-Haul.

But, Saturday, I got myself together and managed 4 miles. On Sunday, I ventured out again for a quick 3.  Monday, nothing. I regressed and just felt too tired.  Today, Tuesday, I told myself to just get out there. “Just Do It” to quote Nike. So I did.  A solid 6.25 miles to start the day and it helped me feel more like myself amidst the craziness.

Margaret couldn’t be here, but sent me flowers to cheer me up on move day. I thanked her for the flowers and she replied, “You’re welcome. Ok, so which fall marathon are we going to pick?”  I have not answered her. 🙂

Scenery helps with mileage

I had a lot of mileage last week… and I did it on purpose because I knew I’d have to travel this week and I wasn’t sure what kind of impact that would have on a running schedule.

I managed 3 miles with Janet and Margaret last weekend (after heavy mileage in the days before that) and then a rest day on Monday.






It was a busy work week, but I managed to get 4-5 miles in on Thur and Friday and then set out on Saturday for a long one. I had enough time to head out a new way and if made too big a loop, I could walk part of it.

I started on one of my normal routes but then detoured to head down the water. I knew where I wanted to go because it was a leg of the 18 mile route Joanie Benoit Samuelson gave me last year. Only, I didn’t really know how long this new combo would be. I guessed somewhere between 9-12 miles, but was really hoping it would be more like 9….

And it was 10 on the nose!

That beautiful scenery in the photo was at mile 5.5 – the perfect “pick-me-up” to keep going.

Sunday was just a shortie 3 miles.

The week ahead is jammed with travel to RI and a bunch of other crazy life commitments, so I’m not sure if it will be a good mileage week.

But, since good scenery really helps, I’m going to deliberately start searching pretty routes to keep me going this summer.

ready – set -race… and then relax

Well, last Sunday, I went out on my own and knocked out 9 miles. It was hot and humid, and even though much of the mileage was in the shade, we Mainers are pretty intolerant of heat and humidity, especially when they are combined. So, 9 miles was my limit. I was happy, though, because that’s the longest I’ve run since the marathon in November.

After that, the next days were mix of 2 to 5 mile runs, with Thursday as a rest day.

Because on Friday, the 4th of July, I joined in the LL Bean 10k in Freeport, ME.  I wasn’t planning on doing this race. I’ve been nursing my foot for months and didn’t need to spend money on yet another entry fee for race I might end up skipping. But, at the last minute, my friends Kat and Ryan said they were running, and I said, “Ok!”  And then I learned that Margaret was going to be in Maine for the 4th and she would run it, too.

So, on Friday morning, we ran in the humidity and fog, but no rain.  I finished with my fastest race pace ever! I’m sure my pace was helped by Janet who had first coached her Couch to 5K crew early in the morning and then came to the LL Bean race to cheer for us. I saw Janet at the 5.5 mile mark as I was climbing a long hill and she bopped on into the road and ran next to me until I got to mile 6, whispering, “Come on – you got this- you’re looking strong.”  She’s such a great friend. I probably would have slowed down at the end because it was so hard then, but with her running alongside, I really tried for the homestretch.

race results

Not long after the race, Arthur really hit and we had torrential downpours and power outages through night. I had a lazy start to the morning yesterday, waiting for the rain to let up. Then, I stepped out for a light run – just to stay loose. But I had a lot on my mind, so I went a little further, and further, and finally trotted back into my driveway with 10.2 miles behind me.  I dropped myself into an ice bath to take care of sore feet and legs, then went to get lunch with my daughter, Lucy.  It was middle of the afternoon before we got lunch and we were both so hungry, we were grateful for the massive portions at Bernie’s restaurant in Falmouth. (As you can see, Lucy’s haddock sandwich is the size of her head.)


And then, today, I picked up Janet at 7:30 am and we drove to Biddeford Pool to meet up with Margaret. I was a bit tired from my over-mileage effort yesterday, so I stopped at 3 miles while they continued on to finish a loop. (Dad – notice that I took your advice and stopped before hurting myself! 🙂  )

It’s worth the drive to get to scenery like this:



We even took a break for a selfie:


And then we went to the general store, bought coffee and breakfast, and sat outside to relax, visit, rest, and enjoy the view (those are my Hokas! I love the Hokas.):


I’ve got a bunch of travel this week and a crazy schedule for the days I’m actually in the office, so I expect mileage to light and worry free.